the turn of the screw-第8章
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as I had come; went to the window。 It was confusedly present
to me that I ought to place myself where he had stood。
I did so; I applied my face to the pane and looked;
as he had looked; into the room。 As if; at this moment;
to show me exactly what his range had been; Mrs。 Grose;
as I had done for himself just before; came in from the hall。
With this I had the full image of a repetition of what had
already occurred。 She saw me as I had seen my own visitant;
she pulled up short as I had done; I gave her something
of the shock that I had received。 She turned white;
and this made me ask myself if I had blanched as much。
She stared; in short; and retreated on just MY lines;
and I knew she had then passed out and come round to me
and that I should presently meet her。 I remained where I was;
and while I waited I thought of more things than one。
But there's only one I take space to mention。 I wondered why
SHE should be scared。
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Oh; she let me know as soon as; round the corner of the house; she loomed
again into view。 〃What in the name of goodness is the matter?〃
She was now flushed and out of breath。
I said nothing till she came quite near。 〃With me?〃
I must have made a wonderful face。 〃Do I show it?〃
〃You're as white as a sheet。 You look awful。〃
I considered; I could meet on this; without scruple; any innocence。
My need to respect the bloom of Mrs。 Grose's had dropped;
without a rustle; from my shoulders; and if I wavered for the instant
it was not with what I kept back。 I put out my hand to her and she
took it; I held her hard a little; liking to feel her close to me。
There was a kind of support in the shy heave of her surprise。
〃You came for me for church; of course; but I can't go。〃
〃Has anything happened?〃
〃Yes。 You must know now。 Did I look very queer?〃
〃Through this window? Dreadful!〃
〃Well;〃 I said; 〃I've been frightened。〃 Mrs。 Grose's eyes expressed
plainly that SHE had no wish to be; yet also that she knew too well
her place not to be ready to share with me any marked inconvenience。
Oh; it was quite settled that she MUST share! 〃Just what you
saw from the dining room a minute ago was the effect of that。
What _I_ sawjust beforewas much worse。〃
Her hand tightened。 〃What was it?〃
〃An extraordinary man。 Looking in。〃
〃What extraordinary man?〃
〃I haven't the least idea。〃
Mrs。 Grose gazed round us in vain。 〃Then where is he gone?〃
〃I know still less。〃
〃Have you seen him before?〃
〃Yesonce。 On the old tower。〃
She could only look at me harder。 〃Do you mean he's a stranger?〃
〃Oh; very much!〃
〃Yet you didn't tell me?〃
〃Nofor reasons。 But now that you've guessed〃
Mrs。 Grose's round eyes encountered this charge。 〃Ah; I haven't guessed!〃
she said very simply。 〃How can I if YOU don't imagine?〃
〃I don't in the very least。〃
〃You've seen him nowhere but on the tower?〃
〃And on this spot just now。〃
Mrs。 Grose looked round again。 〃What was he doing on the tower?〃
〃Only standing there and looking down at me。〃
She thought a minute。 〃Was he a gentleman?〃
I found I had no need to think。 〃No。〃 She gazed in deeper wonder。 〃No。〃
〃Then nobody about the place? Nobody from the village?〃
〃Nobodynobody。 I didn't tell you; but I made sure。〃
She breathed a vague relief: this was; oddly; so much to the good。
It only went indeed a little way。 〃But if he isn't a gentleman〃
〃What IS he? He's a horror。〃
〃A horror?〃
〃He'sGod help me if I know WHAT he is!〃
Mrs。 Grose looked round once more; she fixed her eyes on the duskier distance;
then; pulling herself together; turned to me with abrupt inconsequence。
〃It's time we should be at church。〃
〃Oh; I'm not fit for church!〃
〃Won't it do you good?〃
〃It won't do THEM! I nodded at the house。
〃The children?〃
〃I can't leave them now。〃
〃You're afraid?〃
I spoke boldly。 〃I'm afraid of HIM。〃
Mrs。 Grose's large face showed me; at this; for the first time;
the faraway faint glimmer of a consciousness more acute:
I somehow made out in it the delayed dawn of an idea I myself
had not given her and that was as yet quite obscure to me。
It comes back to me that I thought instantly of this
as something I could get from her; and I felt it to be
connected with the desire she presently showed to know more。
〃When was iton the tower?〃
〃About the middle of the month。 At this same hour。〃
〃Almost at dark;〃 said Mrs。 Grose。
〃Oh; no; not nearly。 I saw him as I see you。〃
〃Then how did he get in?〃
〃And how did he get out?〃 I laughed。 〃I had no opportunity to ask him!
This evening; you see;〃 I pursued; 〃he has not been able to get in。〃
〃He only peeps?〃
〃I hope it will be confined to that!〃 She had now let go my hand;
she turned away a little。 I waited an instant; then I brought out:
〃Go to church。 Goodbye。 I must watch。〃
Slowly she faced me again。 〃Do you fear for them?〃
We met in another long look。 〃Don't YOU?〃 Instead of answering she came
nearer to the window and; for a minute; applied her face to the glass。
〃You see how he could see;〃 I meanwhile went on。
She didn't move。 〃How long was he here?〃
〃Till I came out。 I came to meet him。〃
Mrs。 Grose at last turned round; and there was still more in her face。
〃_I_ couldn't have come out。〃
〃Neither could I!〃 I laughed again。 〃But I did come。
I have my duty。〃
〃So have I mine;〃 she replied; after which she added:
〃What is he like?〃
〃I've been dying to tell you。 But he's like nobody。〃
〃Nobody?〃 she echoed。
〃He has no hat。〃 Then seeing in her face that she already;
in this; with a deeper dismay; found a touch of picture;
I quickly added stroke to stroke。 〃He has red hair; very red;
close…curling; and a pale face; long in shape; with straight;
good features and little; rather queer whiskers that are as red
as his hair。 His eyebrows are; somehow; darker; they look
particularly arched and as if they might move a good deal。
His eyes are sharp; strangeawfully; but I only know clearly
that they're rather small and very fixed。 His mouth's wide;
and his lips are thin; and except for his little whiskers he's
quite clean…shaven。 He gives me a sort of sense of looking
like an actor。〃
〃An actor!〃 It was impossible to resemble one less; at least;
than Mrs。 Grose at that moment。
〃I've never seen one; but so I suppose them。 He's tall; active; erect;〃
I continued; 〃but neverno; never!a gentleman。〃
My companion's face had blanched as I went on; her round
eyes started and her mild mouth gaped。 〃A gentleman?〃
she gasped; confounded; stupefied: 〃a gentleman HE?〃
〃You know him then?〃
She visibly tried to hold herself。 〃But he IS handsome?〃
I saw the way to help her。 〃Remarkably!〃
〃And dressed?〃
〃In somebody's clothes。 〃They're smart; but they're not his own。〃
She broke into a breathless affirmative groan: 〃They're the master's!〃
I caught it up。 〃You DO know him?〃
She faltered but a second。 〃Quint!〃 she cried。
〃Quint?〃
〃Peter Quinthis own man; his valet; when he was here!〃
〃When the master was?〃
Gaping still; but meeting me; she pieced it all together。
〃He never wore his hat; but he did wearwell; there were
waistcoats missed。 They were both herelast year。
Then the master went; and Quint was alone。〃
I followed; but halting a little。 〃Alone?〃
〃Alone with US。〃 Then; as from a deeper depth; 〃In charge;〃 she added。
〃And what became of him?〃
She hung fire so long that I was still more mystified。
〃He went; too;〃 she brought out at last。
〃Went where?〃
Her expression; at this; became extraordinary。 〃God knows where!
He died。〃
〃Died?〃 I almost shrieked。
She s